Sadistic kisses froze me.
Though I begged for melting,
He laughed as I shivered
And stripped me bare.
Oh, the cold, I cried.
Immobile and compliant as he staked my heart.
Impaled on an icicle,
My blood froze where it ran
But then, I found a fire.
Now I burn
And he freezes, unaware
That he shivers, lost and bare.
I am sad to hear him cry
For, no succubus am I.